Be Careful What You Wish For Ch. 2

    It had been almost a week since Linda’s abduction and rape and the memories of it still haunted her, yet excited her as well. Never in her wildest dreams would she have consented to the things her abductors had made her do, but yet, that’s what had excited her the most. Even their “insurance” had turned out to be just a little pleasurable, though the scratches from the dog’s nails had taken several days to heal and it kind of excited her that it was on tape. She wondered if the couple sat and watched the tape of that night and thinking that they did, got her very hot, she almost wished that that night hadn’t happened, but a part of her did not regret it.

She had gone to work and acted like the whole incident had never happened to the rest of the world, but secretly, alone in bed, she would think of it and even masturbate to the images in her head until she came before falling asleep.

Mary had never mentioned her rape fantasy again and they both went on with their friendship as though that conversation had never come up. It was a Friday night, and it having been a hectic week, she decided to stay in and watch a movie on TV when she heard a knock at her door. Turning down the TV, she put on her slippers and walked to the door, asking who was there, and hearing “Western Union, Ma’am. I have an urgent telegram,” and she unbolted the door, but as she cracked it open, a crash sent her sprawling on the floor as it was pushed open by the man who had abducted her.

The fear in her eyes must have been evident, as he grabbed her by the throat and sat on her abdomen, her hands struggling to loosen his grip, “Hello Bitch!!” he said, “Didn’t think I could find you, huh?” and she began to tremble, but yet, get excited as well as she remembered his hard cock. “I’m going to let go of your throat now, if you scream, I’ll kill you-simple,” and he released his hand on her throat and she looked to see his girlfriend closing the door behind her as she came in, “See Baby, told you, no problem. She missed us,” and he snickered.
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 Aunt Joyce turns into a slut for Pounder

   Aunt Joyce had gone from a simple older woman that was content with sitting at home, reading a book to where she wass now.  There is where I came along, with my fertive desire to stick my hard rod into her  honey pot.  I had been wanting to fuck her for the longest time, but how do you approach your aunt and ask her if she would like to have sex  I can’t think of a way; but the opportunity presented itself and I went for it.  When I first slid my  hard cock inside her unused pussy, she didn’t know what to feel.

At first, I’m sure that it hurt- with her vagina not having any action for many years.  But then, I suppose all the feelings that she used to have whenever her husband used to plow through her cunt, came back to her.  You could tell the moment that it started feeling good, because she began to shiver with every lunge of my dick inside her.  Then, she began to let her emotions take control of her body, and she began to move her large body in order to meet my undulating cock.

She shouted that she couldn’t believe that she had missed this feeling for all these many years.  But, then something happened that would change both of our lives- a dog named Pounder.  I had this crazy and wild idea that I would love to see Aunt Joyce getting fucked by a dog.  Just the thought of this possibility gave me the hardest erection that I have ever had.  “Yeah, I would love to see her being fucked by a rapid fire dog’s cock- with it banging her ass as fast as he could go”, I thought to myself.

Well, I devised a plan where I would be in the bed with Aunt Joyce, fucking away and bring Pounder onto the bed and let him take over my place in her fucking.  This plan did more than work- it screwed up our lives.  In the process of fucking her, I patted my leg to signal Pounder to hop up on the bed- which he obeyed to the tee.  As I quickly moved over, Pounder began humping Aunt Joyce with a desire that I had not ever seen.  At first, she  knew that something was up, and, in fact, scolded Pounder to get off her, but to no avail, because Pounder just kept up his rapid fucking of Aunt Joyce’s large pussy.
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 Anal Animal Penetrations - A Horse Up Your Ass!

   “We love these animals as much as each other, right honey” She quizzed.

“Sure…” I replied, confused. She delayed her next words for a few seconds.

“I want to fuck the horse.” She said flatly. Strangely enough I almost thought she would say that.

“Well darling, anyhting you think will help.” I replied, actually enthused, “How about after lunch”.

“Sure!” Agreed my Wife - we had a date with the horse.

At first I really didnt know what to do like prepeations etc, but my wife assured me all I have to do is come along, she’ll do the rest. So I did.

When I came to the barn she said to come to, the only male horse on the farm, she had set up a lilo for somebody to lie on under the horse. She had tied the horses legs down so it could not move too much. She was getting undressed.

“Get your gear off, honey!” She said to me. I obeyed. The whole idea of this was giving me an erection already. I told my wife I would let her and the horse do what it was they were going to do, and join in later, as I was a little nervous.

I sat down at the edjge of the barn door and watched my wife lay down under the horse. She sat up, and found the horse’s penis. She began to rub at it with her hands. I could see it growing from under the horse. I could feel my own erection escalating as well.

After a while my wife had the horse’s penis to a reasanble length, and she beckoned for me to come over. While rolled over onto all fours, she said to me “Now, just get his willy aimed at my pussy, will you honey”, I relucantly obliged.
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 A Lady’s Best Friend

    “Jean, Could you take care of Max for me for two weeks, while I’m gone?” Karen, my friend and next door neighbor asked me. We have been friends for four years. Her beautiful golden retriever, Max is a very well behaved dog, and I didn’t hesitate.

“Sure, I’ll keep him. He’s a honey, and so well mannered. I’m sure he won’t be any trouble. Max and I are old friends.” I told her.

“He’ll be good, and a real delight to have around. He sure knows how to bring out the best in me. I’m sure he will be a real pleasure to you.” Karen said with a smile, accenting ‘real’. I wondered at her comment for a moment then forgot it.

She brought him over and gave me a key to her condo so I could get his food and vitamins. I put his favorite rug in one corner of the kitchen and he seemed content to lie on it. I took him for walks, and he heeled, and obeyed every command I gave him.

I have a computer bookkeeping business that I run out of my condo. I’m home most of the day. Almost all of my business is done on the computers or an infrequent phone call or visit from a client. My time is pretty much my own.

The second day, I had just stepped out of the shower and I heard sirens and loud engine noises out front. The shades were up and I went to the living room bent low, to stay below the windows, and was on my hands and knees looking out the window when I almost came unglued.

Max had come up behind me and stuck his cold nose against my bare bottom. Just as I turned my head to look at him I felt his long tongue lick against my pussy. My knees went weak and I barely managed to yell “Max, stop that!” He backed off and looked startled. The expression was so sad I felt bad.

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A Housecall for Angie (part three of series)

Hello” she answered breathlessly, with more than a little aggravation in her voice. She choked back a groan as Davey pulled at her cunt to put one of his back legs over her, putting them ass-to-ass again.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the line. You sound like you’re a bit busy.”

Angie squealed, Cara! Hi!”

The woman laughed. So, are you busy”

I’m, uh, a little tied up, so to speak.”

Mmm, I can imagine what kind of tied you are. Did I catch you at a bad time”

No, no. I’m sort of stuck for a while, anyway. You get to listen to me come at least one more time, though…” she added mischievously.

Oh, I can do better than that. Mind if I drop by”

Of course! I’d love to see you. I can’t exactly get to the door to unlock it, though. Come around to the back. The glass door is open.”

I’ll be there in ten minutes, then.”

And I’ll probably still be kind of stuck.”

Good. I’ll get to play along. I’ve got Joey with me, is that okay.”

Oh my God, yeah! Bring him!”

Cara laughed lightly at her enthusiasm. See ya soon!”
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A Death in the Family    When I was in high school, my Daddy died while visiting our troops in Korea. I cried endlessly over my loss. Daddy was making a run for the Senate and thought a trip overseas would make him more accessible to the common man. As Governor Thorensen stated so emotionally, “It’s not only a great loss for family and friends; but, a great loss for state and nation.” I laugh that I actually embroidered that statement on a throw pillow a few days later. It’s probably lying around the house somewhere. Miss Carlisle, Momma’s secretary, moved into Momma’s room. And, at supper that evening, Momma and Miss Carlisle changed the course of all our lives.

Emma Hayden Elliot watched her daughter descending the stairs and gave a delicate sniff. Really, the girl took after her husband’s family. Honey Elliot was the ultimate All American Girl, with every attribute exaggerated. Honey was tall and gorgeous, with huge, firm, pendulous breasts, narrow hips, concave tummy, and perfect legs. Like all the women born into the Elliot family, Honey was a walking defiance of gravity. Emma didn’t despise Honey her looks. She despised Honey’s goodness. The only rebellious thing Honey did was allow her dark blonde hair to grow to her waist; and, even in that, Honey conformed, by twining her hair into different, sometimes quite complex, upsweeps in order not to stand apart from the crowd. Honey was dressed for dinner, in a long, straight black skirt, and a silver blouse with swooping sleeves and narrow wrists. Emma walked to the stairs, gratified to see the girl’s smile falter. Emma held a finger to her lips as Honey opened her mouth to question her. Emma looked up into her daughter’s eyes. “Spread your legs apart, dear,” Emma ordered in a very quiet voice.

Honey’s eyes grew wide as she looked down at her mother. Honey was still on the second step of the stairs, and she could feel her mother’s hot breath against her pelvis. Honey flushed and gasped, “Momma…”
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   I don’t believe any of these people, they are just sick perverts, and they’re full of shit. I don’t even see what the fascination is, it’s nasty to have a dog put his, you know, in you, or even to just lick you out, it’s repulsive.

I’m Lucy, I’m a Harvard grad of law, and I work in a very successful firm, one of the largest in L.A.. I’m 28, 5′3 and 104 lbs. Long dark brown hair, hazel eyes, a good-looking girl I think, even without the shapely ass and 34 D breasts.

I’m very fit, I get my exercise when I take my greyhound Duke, out for runs, which is once, sometimes twice a day. He’s a gorgeous dog, very well kept and cared for, I love him.

I got Duke when I got my own place after college. There are plenty of loons out there and I wanted the intimidation aspect on my side, which is why I got a large, swift dog. I live alone with Duke in a house that’s kind of set back from the road, and there’s only one road.

I like the peace and quiet that you just can’t get in the city, and this house and land was very reasonably priced. It’s nothing much really, it’s homely. It’s about two acres of clear land and another three of dense woods.

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